Twilight Boundary Chapter 128

Chapter 128 Brotherhood

“Brother Hu, I don't know how to speak.”

Yang Gong was silent for a while, then looked at Hu Ma and said: "I, Yang Gong, don't have many friends, only a few brothers. We just don't know when we lost our lives."

"You are my first friend. I have only met you once, so I begged you to rescue me. It sounds outrageous to say it, but you are so loyal and rushed over there overnight to use this treasure to save our brother's life. I..."

After a pause, he suddenly stood up and was about to kneel down: "I have recorded this favor..."

“Hey, don't do this...”

Hu Ma paid attention when he stood up and stopped him quickly when he saw it. With his other hand, he stopped Shen Bangzi who was about to follow and kneel down, and said: "It's just a joke, it's just a stick of incense. Where can I go?" Does your brother's life matter?”

“If you really treat me as a friend, don't say such things again.”

After hearing this, Yang Gong's eyes turned red for some reason, but he deliberately put on a smile and said: "You don't feel sorry for me, but I still feel sorry for you. I might not be willing to let you go if you change it."

“But I, Yang Gong, have been in the Empress Association for so long, and I finally met a good brother. God has treated me well.”

Shen Bangzi had been listening silently and said to Yang Gong, "Guanshi Hu is indeed a good brother."

“The people in the city are unreliable, so it's more reliable if we climb up together.”

Seeing that the two brothers had suppressed some emotional words, their meanings were serious. Hu Ma also knew the principle of giving up when things were good, so she just waved her hands and said: "Speak less of such sour words in the future, it can help." It's okay if you have to be busy.”

"Now that this jar of blood has entered Zhuangzi, are you afraid that you will be able to make a great contribution?"

“More than that?”

Yang Gong saw that Hu Ma had changed the subject, and accepted his advice in his heart. He just remembered it silently, smiled and patted the jar in his arms, and said: "I know how much blood Taisui is needed this year."

"Based on the previous situation, I'm afraid that even the samples submitted to the higher authorities won't be enough. If the two of us brought this jar back, I'm afraid at least one of us can burn three sticks of incense."

“Hey, that guy named Zheng is blind, I want to see how he dares to embarrass us from now on!”

“What are the instructions for submitting it to the superior?”

Hu Ma was slightly moved when she heard the details in his words: "The Red Lantern Lady Association, do you still need to submit a copy to the superiors?"

"She has already done such a great job. Who is she going to hand over to?"

But it is not convenient to ask these words in detail, so I can only write them down. After asking these questions clearly, I feel relieved.

In fact, what I was worried about before was that the contribution made by Yang Gong and the others was not great enough. After all, they lost two people for this. If the contribution was not great enough, then if they were handed in, the merit would be equal to the fault, or the fault would not be equal to the merit. , then his work would be considered in vain.

Once you are sure that this is a great achievement, you can rest assured.

“It's good if I can help. It's not easy for us brothers to make a living, so we lack this opportunity.”

In fact, I knew in my heart that after all, Yang Gong was actually very lucky.

According to his earlier plan, he was just going to grab some free food. This jar of blood Tai Sui is extremely rare, and this kind of thing is the kind of luck that only people like him who dare to think about it will have.

Of course, I can only congratulate him now, but if he had followed his original plan, he probably wouldn't have been able to get this credit, but by the same token, he probably wouldn't have killed these two brothers.

“Yes, they all have the same head, why should others be popular?”

Yang Gong even liked what Hu Ma said, and said in a deep voice: "We brothers, if we take care of each other, we will never send anyone else away."

Just as he was talking, Li Wazi knocked on the door: "The meal is ready!"

Hu Ma then invited Yang Gong and Shen Bangzi out for dinner, but saw that a square table had been set up in the yard, with a large bowl of green food on it, a plate of pork head meat, steaming steamed buns, and several stir-fried items. Vegetables and even a jar of wine.

But not a single one of the waiters in Zhuangzi was visible. Looking into the distance, I suddenly felt like I couldn't laugh or cry.

Now the people in the village saw flax and went away all night, but at dawn they brought so many people back. They didn't know what was in the jar. It was so mysterious, so they were full of worries...

…It's all on the yellow-haired girl that Hu Ma brought back.

For a moment, he didn't care about what Hu Ma and Yang Gong did. However, Li Wazi now had a sage-like purity of heart. Looking at those people approaching the window, he just felt funny: "What's so good about women?" Aren't you worried that Brother Mazi will have nothing to eat?"

But Hu Ma and the others didn't care about these guys anymore. They had spent a lot of time working all night, so they sat down and started using their chopsticks.

Yang Gong was happy and wanted to drink, but Hu Ma stopped him and said, "Don't be in a hurry to drink now."

Yang Gong was unconvinced and said, "What can I do if I drink some wine?"

Hu Ma said: "It's such a big event. I guess people in the city will arrive in the afternoon. You are drunk. What do you mean?"

“When the matter is over, come to the village to have a drink with me!”

Yang Gong wasn't interested in these things at first, but after hearing what Hu Ma said made sense, he had no choice but to say: "Okay, okay, it's up to you." The Hongxiang disciple who followed Yang Gong, Shen Bangzi, also had some Taking into account the shortcomings of other Hongxiang disciples, he was arrogant and paranoid, and he really looked down upon the Tsing Yi disciples in each village.

But after being saved by Hu Ma first, and just after hearing the conversation between Yang Gong and Hu Ma, he also treated Yang Gong differently.

His name was Brother Yang Gong, but Yang Gong and Hu Ma were of the same age and they were friends, so he also called him Brother Hu.

"I'm coming…"

When Hu Ma first returned to the village, he arranged for a waiter to watch from outside. Sure enough, just after finishing the meal and before taking a few sips of tea, the waiter ran back excitedly: "A lot of people are here. , and carrying a big lantern!"

“It seems that the city also attaches great importance to this batch of blood food...”

Hu Ma smiled, looked at Yang Gong who was squatting on a chair next to him, drinking tea, and said, "Aren't you going out yet?"

He guessed well. After the jar of blood food entered Zhuangzi, he had already notified the city. Normally, this was just a report in Zhuangzi. If it was just an ordinary thing, he would just wait one night and then send it to the city. Someone from here will come to pick him up, or he can be taken to the city by someone from Zhuangzi.

But as soon as they heard that there was so much blood in Tai Sui, the people in the city couldn't sit still. They directly sent a few capable people on fast horses to Zhuangzi outside the city to pick them up and send them back to the city. Peace of mind.

But when I saw Yang Gong, I saw that he was also excited, but he pretended not to care. He held the jar in his arms, rolled his eyes and said, "Why should I go to see them?"

“Let them come in to me!”

“Those guys are five or six each, but they may not have made as much blood as me this year.”

Seeing his crazy look, Hu Ma frowned and said, "What are you pretending to do now?"

“Listen to my advice, go out politely, and then take credit first.”

Shen Bangzi next to him couldn't help but glance at him, knowing that Yang Gong was not usually a person who listened to advice.

But unexpectedly, Yang Gong just smiled after hearing Hu Ma's words. Although he said he didn't care, he heard the sound of horse hooves outside Zhuangzi and knew that the visitor had arrived outside Zhuangzi, so he also said to Hu Ma: "That's right. Give them this face first.”

“Let's go, brother Hu, to welcome our great contribution.”

　　"I just took part in what you worked so hard to earn. I don't take any credit for it!"

Hu Ma smiled and shook his head and said to them: "You go ahead, don't make too big a show."

Yang Gong was slightly startled after hearing this. He took a deep look at Hu Ma and sighed: "Good brother, you are good at everything, you are just so down-to-earth."

“You'll suffer a lot if you hang out in a red light club like this.”

“In fact, everyone in the city knows about the losses you suffered in this village earlier, and everyone is still talking about it in private..."

As he said that, he looked at Hu Ma with regret and shook his head, then took the jar and went out. Even Shen Bangzi looked at Hu Ma in surprise, and then hurriedly left the house.

Li Wazi, who had been listening next to him, was a little surprised and glanced at Hu Ma.

He didn't seem to expect that this sounded like a great achievement, but why Hu Ma didn't go and grab it, and he was somewhat confused about the "loss suffered in Zhuangzi" that Yang Gong said.

Hu Ma just sat at the table silently, knowing that this was a matter between herself and the shopkeeper.

Earlier, the shopkeeper killed the man from Tan'er Cult, and he also made a contribution. On the surface, everyone is good, but in fact there are many capable people in the city. He has guessed that the shopkeeper is taking advantage of him, so he must have treated it as gossip. .

Yang Gong was worried that he, a real person, would suffer a loss, which is why he came from this.

Of course he didn't explain much. He just listened to the sound of horse hooves outside Zhuangzi and a conversation.

　What was said specifically, but I couldn't hear clearly until Yang Gong's voice became louder:

“This jar of blood food was earned by our brothers with all their might.”

"Not only did Shen Bangzi and I contribute, but brothers Niu Laojiao and Zhu Dachangzi also contributed their lives. They should have a stick of incense in front of the Red Lantern Empress."

"Of course, we can't forget our Huma brothers. Thanks to them for picking us up and risking their lives to take us across the river. Otherwise, not to mention this jar of blood food, even our brothers' lives would have been lost to the Tsing Yi Gang. It's ruined!”

Hu Ma, who was drinking tea in Zhuangzi, sighed. Yang Gong had a bad temper and was reckless, but he was still loyal...

“If a capable person wants to stand out, no one can stop him…”

At the same time, in the inner courtyard, the old shopkeeper, who had never shown his face, listened carefully to the conversation outside and couldn't help feeling a little emotional. Although he was not thinking about it, he knew the market situation this year.

Who would have thought that the largest batch of blood food was snatched by several Hongxiang disciples who had just joined the guild last year, and they never expected that their own little steward would also make a great contribution.

“Nizi…”

He raised his head and looked towards the back room, sighing: "No need to hang around, we can leave with peace of mind..."

(End of this chapter)

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